Forgiving

Destiny is going to shelter us all (at least that's what we grew up telling ourselves) When do we release the safety cord and settle down? Where have the songs and the glowing fireflies gone? Black, like the ash that once soared like an ember, We all take the plunge from the open window of this interstate (i will show you the country and all its secrets) From this fog I can seem like anything you want me to be I give up on my own dreams I gave up on the old scenes I'm the staring role in the candid secrets you're too ashamed to have had Good night glass goddess I won't ever find the time to treat you to my lies (but that was all that kept you here) I'm more alone now than I ever want to admit I'm a smiling ball of hollow hopes and tragic shows (forgiveness is giving up hope on a better past)